As far as I know I came pretty close to getting a new and better job.
Then, suddenly, I didn't get it.
I placed high hopes on this possibility. Monday to Friday job, no nights, no weekends. Exactly what I am looking for as I continue to look for myself.
Could be delusional. Maybe they laughed at me the minute I walked out of the interview. The job search, the interview process is twisted and not grounded in reality.
But.....all signs were that I was definitely in the finals. This based on feedback from one of the interviewers, who I know in a work capacity and spoke to after the interview.
No matter. It didn't happen. Whatever the reality was, doesn't matter.
The current reality is what matters.
Right now that is pretty shaky.
I would be lying if I told you I didn't medicate myself after receiving THE CALL at 3:00 yesterday afternoon. Had the day off.
I had no choice.
I didn't bargain for today, though. I couldn't read this morning. COULDN'T READ. Couldn't concentrate.
My heart is pounding like a big base drum and I loathe the idea of going to The Asylum today. I'm pacing and jittery.
My mind envisions doors closing in permanence all around me, and there weren't too many open doors to begin with.
Employers would prefer burying 60 year olds to hiring them.
So here we go.
Let's see where this all leads.